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Ananya Bhaskar Quote - Your lips taste a lot like petrichor, on my rainy days.

Your lips taste a lot like petrichor, on my rainy days.

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Love to the fullest. Either you’ll live for eternity or die as a poet.
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Ever since I met you, love wore the shade of your eyes.
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I hope this pain never eases and these wounds never heal. That’s how you keep lingering in scars, underneath my skin.
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Worship her for the way she rolls her sleeves up and hums the silence of healing.
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A poet is the most beautiful poem, never read out loud by anyone.
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Your lips taste a lot like petrichor, on my rainy days.
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